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Dara sat beside Jiyong in his Bentley looking outside with a scowl on her face. She’s hella pissed at him for the things he told

her before they left.

 

 

 

 

‘Motherer’ she inwardly cursed.

 

 

 

 

On the other side, Jiyong sat there driving calmly. Seemingly unaffected by the dark aura the girl beside him is releasing at

every pore of her body. He’s even whistling a happy tune which made Dara more pissed as she already is. She shot him a

glare at the exact time Jiyong casted a glance at her. He just chuckled at her then shook his head trying to forget their mini

war a while ago. He knew it was rude of him to say that but he couldn’t help his mouth to continually spew insulting craps at

her. Well, no one ever gave him the attitude and the finger for a long time now and it’s definitely entertaining him. 

 

 

 

Flashback

 

Dara was sent back to her room to prepare herself. She sighed thinking if it’s a good idea to come with Jiyong. ‘Well, there’s really

nothing to do here anyway’ she thought.

 

 

She then grabbed her bathrobe and a pair of her undies. Her walk in closet is next to her bathroom that’s why she didn’t bother getting

clothes to change on and besides, there’s no full view mirror in her bathroom.

 

 

As Dara was walking to the bathroom, her cellphone rang indicating a call. She placed her undies on top of the counter in her kitchen

where her cellphone is placed then answered her call.

 

 

“Bommie?”

 

 

“Hey how are you?”

 

 

“I’m fine. Jeesh. You worry too much.” Dara giggled.

 

 

“WELL DUH. WHO WOULDN’T? MY YAKUZA COUSIN IS WALKING AROUND SEOUL! WHO KNOWS HOW MANY ARROGANT BRATS

YOU BEHEADED THERE ALREADY! DARA I’M BEGGING-”

 

 

“For ’s sake Bommie it’s only been a night. You’re over reacting.” Dara laughed.

 

 

“WELL. THAT’S TRUE. BUT DARA PLEASE PROMISE-”

 

 

“DARA! HEY WE’RE GONNA BE LATE!” Jiyong shouted from his room which stopped Bom from her yapping. There was a moment of silence.

 

 

.

 

 

“Yah! Dara!” Jiyong continued.

 

 

. JIYONG YOU IDIOT.

 

 

“OHMYGOSH DARA WHO-” Bom started.

 

 

!

 

 

“BOMMIE I’LL CALL YOU LATER. SEE YOU SOON!” Dara hurriedly ended the call.

 

 

She stomped her way to the bathroom not forgetting to glare at the direction of Jiyong’s room.

 

 

Jiyong entered Dara’s unit when she didn’t answer him, and found no one. He was about to knock on her room when he heard the

shower so he decided to wait for her in the living room.

 

 

He was lazily roaming his eyes around the place until he zeroed on a colorful fabric on top of the counter. He stared at it. Trying to

determine just what the hell it is supposed to be. He kept staring at it resisting the urge to just go there and check it out. No matter

how much of a jerk he is, he was still raised properly. With manners. And it’s proper manners not to just touch anything without

permission if you’re not close to the owner.

 

 

Jiyong shook his head and looked away to divert his attention to anything but he still found himself looking back at the fabric that is

seemingly calling out to him…

 

 

‘Manners… Jiyong, manners….Your umma will proud of you.. Manners.. Man-‘

 

 

Okay. it.

 

 

He strode his way to the kitchen, grabbed the innocently lying fabric, held it infront of him and glared at it.

 

 

‘What the.’

 

 

He cautiously looked at it until he heard a click and he turned to the bathroom door to see Dara wrapped in a bathrobe shaking her hair

with her hand. She then looked at him curiously then all of a sudden her expression turned into a look of horror and mortification.

 

 

Well who wouldn’t be mortified when you see your neighbor who isn’t even an inch close to you standing infront of you with a moronic

expression holding your bra up stretched in front of his face?  Dara  turned pale and all she wanted to do was to dig a hole and bury

herself alive or better yet bury someone alive. Someone with the name Kwon Jiyong.

 

 

She opened to curse him and his future generations but all that came out of was a strangled cry and that

seemed to have woken Jiyong up on his mental adventure in moronic land.

 

 

“Seriously Dara? You use this?” He smirked at her and held the bra on his finger.

 

 

“I thought it’s for pre-school students. You don’t really have to cover it you know. It’s not even noticeable.Is that even s? It’s just 

like a swell from an ant’s bite. You can even use onion paper to cover it.” He sniggered and unceremoniously dropped the bra on the

counter then turned to go back in his unit.

 

 

He heard her inhale loudly and casted a glance at her and immediately regretted it. If glares could kill, he probably has been murdered

multiple times already.  And just like the idiot that he is, he actually continued looking at her, meeting her glares.

 

 

“Kwon jiyong get out now if you still want to be able to see the sun tomorrow.” Dara said in deep breaths trying to calm herself down.

She is this close to beheading someone right now. Maybe this is what Bom is worried about.

 

 

“Hey, calm down. I was just saying the tru-“

 

 

“GET OUT!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!”

 

Jiyong wasn’t able to finish his sentence when he saw a vase being thrown at him. He immediately docked and scampered away when

Dara’s booming voice reverberated through the whole unit. Or probably the whole floor.

 

 

Dara grabbed the offending excuse of a bra that she has and swore to the previous leaders of Yamaguchi-gumi since its founding and

to all the gods everywhere that she will burn it with the memory of this embarrassing incident. And if people permit, will also burn Kwon

Jiyong alive.

 

 

 

 

Sandara Park

 

 

Fcuk..

 

 

I glanced at Jiyong only to see him trying his best not to laugh.

 

 

Can I kill him now? I’ve never met anyone as annoying as Kwon Jiyong. I’ve only met him yesterday and for some reason I feel like his 

ultimate goal in life is to annoy me to an utmost level. And it makes me want to slice him in half.

 

 

“Dara.” Jiyong called me as he cleared his throat. Probably to stop the laugh that is doing its best not to burst out.

 

 

“What?” I snapped at him.

 

 

“Do you want to go to the mall first and buy a very padded type of bra?”

 

 

I quickly turned my head at him to see him looking at me with mocking concern.

 

 

“Cut it out Kwon. It’s not funny.” I rolled my eyes and flipped a finger at him which he reciprocated with a hearty laugh. It’s nice to

know I make him laugh like that. Har har.

 

 

“Okay. Okay. Sorry.”

 

 

I didn’t bother replying and just kept silent looking out of the window. My mind is everywhere. How will I explain this to Bom when she

comes back? 

 

 

I can’t tell her ‘Hey Bommie. This is the guy who lives on the next unit. I kinda bombed his wall so he came up with a brilliant plan of us

being roommates. Oh, and I kinda told him I was hired by some guy named YG (who I just happened to see on a damn flyer and

didn’t expect that it’s actually a living person and worse, him to actually know personally) to be his bodyguard. keke’ She’ll probably

unleash some kind of alien language that I’m sure I won’t understand. Ugh. And kwon Jiyong. Arrrrgh! What will I do with this idiot?

 

 

Well, whatever happens happens. I’ll just think of what to do when something comes my way. I can always go back to Japan earlier

than planned. It’s not like I’ll be so attached to this place to not be able to leave.

 

 

“Dara? Hey I’m just kidding.” Jiyong nudged my arm and I glared at him.

 

 

I still didn't bother answering though I think he finally got it that I’m pissed and it’s much better if he didn’t talk. We were silent until he

parked the car. None of us made a move to go out. We just sat there silently. We actually look like a couple that’s fighting. Kekeke.

Shut up Dara. You’re supposed to be pissed.

 

 

I looked at Jiyong who was getting something from the backseat. He then put on this ridiculously big glasses that covered almost half of

his face and a hat then a scarf that he pulled to cover his mouth. Why don’t he just cover his whole face with a mask? He’s covering

most of his face anyway.

 

 

“Hey, are you still mad? I’m sorry already. Ah I know. I’ll treat you to ice cream!” He grinned at me as if he said something so smart.

Tsk. Idiot.

 

 

“Who the wants ice cream?!”

 

 

 

 

 

 

Sandara Park

 

 

 

Kyaaaa~!!  Ice cream!!!!!!!  Ohmygod! There’s so many flavors!!! Oh there’s more there! Kyaaaa~! I almost flew to the other side of

the store in glee. I turned to my side to look at Jiyong but he wasn’t there. I looked around the store and saw him walking slowly

towards me.

 

 

“Jiyoooooong!~~” I pouted. “Come here~! Ppali!!!” I stomped my feet like a kid. So what. I can be a kid as much as I like. We’re in an

ice cream store anyway so it.

 

 

“Yah Dara! Stop shouting my name! Do you want to be mobbed?” He whispered as he pulled me to his side.

 

 

“You’re not the only Jiyong in the world you know.” I answered looking at the many selection of ice cream flavors in front of me with

sparkly eyes. This is heaven!!! I can live here!!

 

 

“Oh. I want this flavor. And this. Ah also that one and the one beside it. I think that one will taste good too… Hmmm. Ji, have you

tasted that red velvet? I haven’t tasted that one yet… Oh well, let’s taste it. Oh that one looks good too~”

 

 

“For someone who said “who the wants ice cream”, you seem to be so happy to be here.” Jiyong looked at me blankly.

 

 

“Jiyong. Can’t you see this? It’s ice cream!! Who doesn’t want ice cream?! That’s like.. Babo…” I rolled my eyes at him.

 

 

“Uh. As far as I remember, that was you a few minutes ago.” He raised a brow at me.

 

 

Tch. Whatever Jiyong. That was before. This is now. Past is past. Get over it.

 

 

“Ayoo~ Let’s just order already.” I grabbed the end of his shirt and started walking to where orders are placed.

 

 

“Good morning mam, sir.” The girl on the counter greeted us with a smile and then stared at Jiyong as if trying to see if she knows him. 

Jiyong’s scarf has fallen a bit and half of his face is now actually visible. How can she recognize someone with just half of the face?

 

 

I felt Jiyong move and looked rather uncomfortable with her scrutiny. Oh right. Jiyong is a celebrity… or something like that. Based on

all those big pictures of him in his place and those glass trophies, I guess he’s really a celebrity. Ah! So that’s why he’s wearing those!

Hmm. Is he that famous?

 

 

“Uhm. Excuse me? Are you G-Dragon?” The girl asked Jiyong and I effing swear her eyes are so close to turning into hearts.

 

 

G-Dragon? What the heck. What’s that?

 

 

“Who’s G-dragon? What kind of lame name is that?” I asked incredulously. Well hello? G-Dragon? Seriously?? G-DRAGON?? That’s

sounds so. Lame. How gay.. Oh. Gay Dragon! I chuckled at my own inside joke when I felt Jiyong pinching my side.

 

 

“Ouch! Dammit Ji-” Jiyong suddenly covered my mouth and slung his arm on my shoulders laughing awkwardly.

 

 

“Ji-Ji-Jinho!!! I’m Jinho. Nice to meet you. I’m not the cool, handsome and y G-Dragon. I’m sorry.” He stuttered and gave the

suspecting girl a bright smile that stunned her.  Uh. Is she drooling?

 

 

“Uhm. Anyway, We’d like to order a scoop each of Mint Chocolate, Hazelnut, Strawberry, Espresso, New York Cheesecake, Red Velvet

and Blueberry Supreme.” Jiyong continuously ordered all those flavors that I’ve been pointing at a while ago. I thought he wasn’t even

listening to me. I smiled inwardly. This guy even has his good sides huh.

 

 

We went to sit in a corner side. Jiyong said this is the best place to not be noticed. I have this urge to tell him he actually stands out like 

a sore thumb with the way he’s covering himself. But I decided against it, instead I just started digging on the ice creams in front of

me.

 

 

I noticed Jiyong wasn’t eating but just staring at me..Disgusted. What’s up?

 

 

“Uh. What?” I asked him before shoving another spoonful of ice cream.

 

 

“Why are you eating as if someone’s gonna take those away?”

 

 

“Sorry. It’s just that I haven’t eaten this for a while now.” I grinned at him. And he just nodded his head a bit.

 

 

“Why aren’t you eating?” I asked after a while.

 

 

“I hate sweets.” He answered nonchalantly.

 

 

“Pssh. Who hates sweets? That’s stupid. Well whatever, this is all mine then~”

 

 

He just scoffed at me and suddenly had that blank face on. I stared at him again. Why I did so? I have completely no idea.

 

 

My staring was cut off when he reached for me and wiped my face with a tissue.

 

 

“Will you eat properly?” He said just like how a parent would to their children. I pouted at him and continued eating. Hmm. Jiyong can

be really nice too.

 

 

His phone beeped and he took it out. I was looking at him the whole time .I saw how he furrowed his brows with whatever it is that was 

there on his phone and how he muttered a quiet “”. I don’t even know why I’m observing him. Eeew. I sound so creepy. I averted

my eyes and concentrated on eating.

 

 

“Are you done? I need to go to the company building now.” Jiyong said as he looked at me as if saying hurry up will ya. I nodded

before gobbling the last of my ice cream.

 

 

“Let’s go!” I smiled at him.

 

 

“You seem to be excited.” He said as he stood up the same time I did. I immediately walked to where the exit is so I missed the evil

smirk he had on his face.

 

 

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